Gladys Poem by Randy McClave
Gladys, if you could only hear me;
These are the words that I’d speak;
I would tell you how I will always need you;
And how your soul, I will always seek.
I would let you look into my eyes;
Then you would know me through my soul;
Then you would know I could hold no lies;
And how you are the only one that I need to hold.
I would cherish you throughout our lives;
I would always put your joy and happiness before mine;
Then I would always give you a happier day;
And if I couldn't, I swear a better day I would find.
I would show you how and why I write for you;
Then you would know why you are my inspiration;
The poems are all mine, but the need in them will be you;
Then you would know because of you, I am your creation.
I would treat you like the angel that that I know you are;
I swear I would cherish you like a man who owns gold;
And when I see you smile or when I hear you laugh;
I would know then that I had found true loves road.
I would tell you now that I would do anything for you;
Then I would show you as I would want you to see;
All I ask is for you to open your eyes and your heart;
Gladys; please are you listening to me.
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- Why I Love You, Udiah (witness to Yah)
- Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
- The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
- If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
- If, Rudyard Kipling
- Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, Dylan Thomas
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- Daffodils, William Wordsworth